Girl: Slow down, I'm scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No it's not. Please it's too scary.
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine I love you. Slow down.
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
Girl: *hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself? It's bugging me.
Girl: Alright, now slow down.
Guy: I love you babe.
(In the paper the next day): A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of
break failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was halfway
down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want the girl
to know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time.
Then,
he had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant he would die.
What's kinda scary about this is that in my pro, my definition of love is "Love is
when your willing to give the ultimate sacrifice-yourself."
And I never read this before!
I got it from horselover12's diary entry.
Did I spell that right?

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